Mpho lay in bed, listening to the sounds of her family getting ready for church. Annabella snuck into the room they shared and sat on the bed next to her. “Are you okay?” “Yeah,” Mpho lied. “I heard you come in last night. I heard you crying and I heard Jakes. It was him, wasn’t it – Thabang?” she whispered, not wanting the others to hear. Mpho nodded her head and tears filled her eyes again. Would they ever dry up? she wondered. “You need to stop seeing him. Otherwise you’ll never get over the guy.” “I know. I’m trying but then suddenly he’s there. It’s just too much. I love him, Annie. I can’t deny that. I’m not going to act on it; I know it’s wrong. But my heart loves him anyway.” Mpho started crying bitterly and Annabella took her in her arms. “Oh, it’s all such a mess. I’m sorry you have to go through this,”
